Sunlight, gleaming through a nearby window into a chapel once filled with love now absent with merely darkness residing.  Whom more than unlikely to be stripped of their body than a woman, clothed in white, laced in grace, and poised with pearls upon her chest.  Found dead in her chamber, no longer breathing the exhalation of a man, a man who adorned the very hair to fall from her head, and longed for the touch of her palm.  And so he buried his bride, Gracing her lips with a marital kiss and sealing her coffin with a tear.  Continuously his surrounding world pushed forward, a soft shell tossed within the ocean waves.  However he stood still with feet firmly planted in the joys of the past.  His very best friend left to dance alone. His lover now gone from their marriage bed. His soul mate now inhibiting the heavens, waiting upon his arrival to renew a heartfelt kiss.  Nostalgia filtered every thought, desperately hoping for another sunny day.